Besides, by that time we were at the church. The chapel was beautifully arranged. There were even fresh flowers on the altar and in the windows. One o... the ladies was playing the organ and everyone seemed to have arrived before us; most were already seated in the pews. Jim quickly escorted me down the aisle and made sure I didn't fall over. As soon as I got to the front of the chapel, almost before I could get my bearings, the organist started playing the wedding march. Those that were seated. As I stared down at the hole, I saw him drop his pants and underwear to his ankles so that they bunched around his shoes. I stared at his bare leg and as I watched it, I saw it start to tremble, to shake rhythmically. I thought to myself, "this guy couldn't be masturbating in a public restroom, could he?" I bent over to get a closer look, but not too close to the hole to be seen so I would be caught looking. I was shocked to see that was exactly what he was doing. He wasn't huge, in fact I was. She gave me her address, and I told her I would be there in half an hour. When I arrived, the children were asleep and Angie was putting away the groceries. We sat down to eat lunch, talked and laughed. She said her husband worked at a local factory and had just gotten a promotion that kept him so busy. She also said that even though he was making more money, he controlled what he gave her, and then she started to cry. She got up and I followed her, took her in my arms to comfort her. Her. She told me no way she would surrender her tight asshole to me that night…But I laughed and told her I would not take her sweet ass tonight…I put my fingers under Bounty’s nose. This was the smell that he was trained to associate with fucking. As soon as he smelt it he started to jump all over Ana’s buttocks, trying to mount her. Every time he got over her and thrust his cock into her, Ana moved her ass so it came out again. This was done for two reasons. Firstly Ana's cunt was still swollen.